"Matt ... buddy. Ya have to be a little bit clearer on the details if I heelsandhoes'm gonna help. You do want my help right? That is what ya asked me to meet you her for heelsandhoes right?"
"Anyway. What heelsandhoes was your fault?"
"Ok, she's gone."
"Like I said, she liked heelsandhoes to be...(searching for all unfamiliar terms) put under...uh hypnotized. Then we'd play stuff heelsandhoes like slave girl and robot and cheap heelsandhoes hooker and..."
"Ok. Ok. I get it."
"Ok Matt," Bill tried again, "We need to start pulling these facts together now so I can understand. I wasn heelsandhoes't there so I need you heelsandhoes to fill in a little more heelsandhoes detail. Chunky Monkey's heelsandhoes, hypnosis, and Tina's disappearance all are related how heelsandhoes?"
"You made her heelsandhoes eat the ice cream, smeared it on all her? Was she allergic or something?" Bill was heelsandhoes grasping at straws, wondering how heelsandhoes the Patriots heelsandhoes were doing, where he heelsandhoes was going to take his girlfriend April in February for Valentines day, and in all general wishing he was elsewhere.
Bill was wondering where that damned waitress had went. He was wishing he'd ordered something stronger.
"She thought it heelsandhoes would heelsandhoes be cute to use the heelsandhoes nickname as her trigger. To make her heelsandhoes into a heelsandhoes completely will-less suggestible heelsandhoes... sex slave."
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